One of my most cherished moments

Note to the reader: please dont read this if you hate long blogs or personal blogs, you will get bored.

I have had many cherishable moments in my life, the below incident is one of those.

It was a Saturday, me and my friend thamaraimanalan were going to Chetpet to participate in the competitions held by the malayalee club. It was decided that thamarai would participate in the essay and oral competitions and I would take part in the quiz.

We both finished the essay competition, it was 11:30 by the time we finished. We heard an announcement that the quiz had been postponed and it was supposed to be held only in the evening. We looked at each other blankly, We had six hours left, I had not brought my lunch. I told my friend that I would go home and come back in the evening. He was reluctant to let me go as he thought I would not come back. But, I promised to be there on time.

I went home and had my lunch and took a short nap. When I woke up, I saw the time , it was already 5P.M. I wondered whether I should go. I thought it was a waste of attending the competition as there were many quality participants who could win the quiz hands down. However my mind said, “go to the club, you must go”. My gut feeling told me to go and attend the quiz no matter what happened.

I took the bus and reached the club just in time. My friend was relieved to see me. We had to pass in a written test first in order to qualify, We had 14 question out of which we answered just 7 correctly. I told thamarai, “ come on da, lets go I don’t think we will qualify”. To my surprise, we heard the announcement that we were the last time to get qualified. “Co-incidence or destiny”, my mind thought. We went on to the stage , we sat as Team E , the last but not least.

I observed all the participants, they sounded very optimistic and glared at us as if we were people from the stone age. The quiz started. The first three rounds saw all of us going neck to neck. The fourth round did a lot of damage to our morale. It was a picture round, we had to identify the person in the picture. We had a picture clip which had been passed to us by the other teams. I made a desperate attempt to answer the question, that picture had no resemblance to any icon. Out of frustration, I relied, “Is it the father of Bill Gates”. The whole audience along with the other teams burst into laughter.

It was so much that the anchor of the quiz also laughed. I was a little embarrassed, the member of team A( it was a girl, their team was leading in terms of scores) looked at me with a mocking smile and murmured something. I found out that she had said that we guys looked like jokers. I was hell bent on proving that we were smarter.

It was the last round, It was announced that the questions will be tie breaker, 10 point fof correct answers and 10 points minus , if we are wrong”. I looked at the scores
Team A-45, Team B-25, Team C-30, Team D 25, Team E(our team) 15. We were the last.

My friend was moaning, we really spoilt our image da, I don’t think that we will get even the third prize”. I told him to shut up. The questions began , I answered the first one wrongly,(minus 10 points) . My friend was mad. The crowd was happy as we provided entertainment The biggest turning point was that Team A,B ,Dand C answered 2 questions wrongly. So, the scores read Team A-25, Team B & D 5 our team 5. The next question was a multiple choice , I don’t know what happened , but I answered the question within the split of a second. I answered two more questions correctly( I dont know why they asked questions from KBC episodes, I could answer them as I was a KBC fan) ,later we were tied with team A for the top spot.

Our team now had the chances of winning the first prize(how things can change in 3 minutes). It was a tie breaker, 10 for the right answer , minus ten for the wrong answer. Team A was in a position of bother as we had their backs on the wall. The first question was not answered by both teams. The anchor looked at us and said, Looks like youboth wanna play it safe”. We nodded gently. The anchor put forward the last question (what a tie-breaker it was). Team A answered the question. We both sat with bated breath.

The anchor looked at us and said,” it was a great quiz , all teams performed spenlidly, but we have only one winner”. We waited with bated breath, the anchor continued, “ until the fifth round they were trailing, now they have risen like the phoenix, Team E ,Congrats on winning the first prize”. Thamarai was very happy, so was I. The crowd watching the action started cheering loudly and when we stepped down, they congratulated us and they said, “we thought that you were silly guys , but you just proved us wrong in the last round, keep up the good work”. I was astonished at our revival, thamarai turned to me and said, “macha, I thought we will never win ,now we hae won the first prize itself da”. I just pinched myself and said to myself,” thank god for making me participate, if I had stayed at home ,I would have missed this great experience.

Till today, I remember the quiz as it taught me two thing, “always participate no matter what the result maybe”, and “be optimistic”. To the reader , this may sound funny, but to me this is a treasured moment.

The origin of some words which we use daily

I was going through the online dictionary, I got some very good information from the etymology of words. I realized that I was using some words without knowing their real meaning. Here are some of the words, which we use daily.

O.K.: The word OK has got many origins, but the best accepted theory is that during the World war, the British army started using code words for communication. Instead of using full words, they used abbreviation of words. It happened that “all correct” was one of the major words. The German army was spying over the messages and they adopted the same version, but since their pronunciation was different, the Germans spelt “all correct” as “Ole Korrect”. The word was further shortened as O.K. It is still not known how this word spread across all countries and found its name in the Oxford dictionary.

The next word is Catamaran. This word has its origin from the tamil word “Kattamaram”(It means a makeshift boat made up of logs of wood). Since the britishers could not pronounce the word properly, they called the word as “katamarm” and it virtually became Catamaran. (Three cheers to Tamil language).

We all use the word new, but how many of us know that it was a word which was named in honour of the great scientist,Sir Isaac Newton. It was decided in the early eighteenth century that the world “new” would be recognized as a word for something that has been just been created or discovered. (Well, what word did they use previously?)


Here comes the last word, but not least. This word is being used all over the world for answering telephone calls, but it actually means the exact opposite. The word “hello” gained a very dubious origin. We all know that sir Alexander Graham Bell invented the telephone, but that version of telephone was very crude and could be used only for short distance calls. It was Sir Thomas Alva Edison , who improvised the telephone and made it more efficient. It happened that the day after releasing his improvised model of the telephone, Edison was getting a lot of calls from his friends, who kept on congratulating him, getting fed up of the calls , Edison picked the phone and yelled at the caller” Hell Oh!”.( What he meant was “go to hell, man). The caller was amused,but he thought it was a new word and so the word “Hello” came into existence.( Well, what did Edison think about this?)

These are some of the words , which I found interesting, I will blog more if I can get more info on etymology of words.

The that next time , you use a word, please be sure to get its origin. Who knows you might land up with a very good story, bye

real gift of god

The Real gift of god.

Ganesh had everything a twenty four year old could ask for. He had completed B.E. as he had wished, got a job in his dream company and was working with perhaps the best team in the company. Ganesh was still missing something, he could not realize what it was. On that day he was working in his office, he got a call from vandhana. Ganesh was surprised, because vandhana was his childhood love. He had proposed to her and she had refused his love reasoning his inability to get a job then. But now, the tables had turned and it was Ganesh’s turn to ignore Vandhana only to accept her later as his wife.

Ganesh was born in a middle class family as the elder son. His father was a very humble and well-educated person and his mother was a humble and noble human being. Ganesh faced many struggles during his youth hood as his father had resigned his job and started a business, which bombarded leaving the family in debts. Ganesh’s father wanted him to support his family after completing his P.U.C, but Ganesh was adamant on studying B.E which his family could least afford. It was his mother who had sold her jewels and arranged finance for his studies. His mother was the most affectionate person a child could ask for.

Now, Ganesh had achieved all that he wanted, he also married the girl whom he loved most, their marriage was held without the knowledge of his parents as he feared that they might be a hindrance. Ganesh settled down with his family in the city of Bangalore. Ganesh’s parents were still struggling for financial help, they came to know of their son’s marriage and they were longing to see their daughter in law.

Meanwhile, Vandhana did not want Ganesh to support his parents. She was brought up in a high-class family and hence had little consideration for his parents. Ganesh was in his dream world and showered affection on his in-laws and ignored his parents. Little did Ganesh realize that his ignorance could cost him dearly.

It was that fateful day, Ganesh was sitting in the verandah sipping his cup of tea and reading the newspaper, he was thinking of going to the temple and thank god for all the gifts he had given to him. So, Ganesh took his wife to the temple and then returned back, he got a call and when he picked the phone, he heard a familiar voice. It was his mother; she was longing to see her son. In a very feeble tone she said, “oh Ganesh, how are you, my dear son, why have you not visited us for a long time”. Ganesh could hardly speak, he did not have the courage to speak, the voice at the other end continued, “Beta, your father is not well and we have no money to buy him medicine, could you please send some soon”. This made Ganesh very sad, he was about to answer when Vandhana disconnected the phone with a bang.

Ganesh was angry with Vandhana for her misdeed. Vandhana just said that she didn’t want him to waste time and money on those old persons. She just gave him a dazzling look and hug him so tightly that he forgot his sorrow. A few years passed by, Ganesh constantly ignored his parents, meanwhile Ganesh had quit his job and started his own business. Everything was going so smooth until that fateful day. It was five in the evening when disaster struck, Ganesh got a call from his factory and he was informed that an electrical short circuit had caused a fire that had burnt down the complete factory. This made Ganesh tremble. He was completely bankrupt and from that day all his creditors and his partners started coming in demanding their money. Vandhana was dismayed at her husbands sudden failure and left him to defend the situation all alone.

Ganesh was advised by his friends to hide in some place until they arranged for the money. Ganesh went back to his hometown and there he stopped on the way at a temple and prayed. He opened his eyes and looked at the lord , the eyes of the lord seemed to convey something. Ganesh was deeply moved and he went to the place which he had been avoiding all these years. When, Ganesh entered he saw his father reading a paper and his mother cooking in the kitchen . When his mother saw him, there were tears of joy and a very happy re-union. Ganesh fell down at his fathers and mothers feet and begged for forgiveness. His parents forgave him and blessed him. Ganesh was now happy and his heart suddenly was filled with sasisfaction. Ganesh realized his mistake and he now got back the courage to face his problems. He called up one of his friend and got the news that they had arranged for the money to be given and the whole situation was under control. Ganesh just closed his eyes and thanked god for the real gift he had given, “his parents”.

the Frog that had no brains

This incident is one of the silliest moments in my life.
It happened during my first year of college, i was doing my B.sc Plant Biology and Plant Biotech at R.K.M.V college mylapore. We had Zoology as the allied subject during the first year, i hated Zoology as i had to dissect cockroaches, earthworms, and worse frogs...(Yuck). Since, i was a vegetarian, I found it rather hard to come in terms to what i was doing. However i persisted all my hatred and continued with the dissections.

The year passed and the pre-final practicals came. It happened that the final dissection was that of Brain of frog. It was a very tough one as i had to cut the Head of the frog and remove the outer layer of skin. The biggest problem was that the tenderness of the body parts required very soft hands. I was not handling the frog properly and ended up making a mess of the Frogs head.

I saw all my friends trying their level best to accomplish the task, they were slightly better as they atleast managed to find the frog's brain (it was already in pieces).The whole atmosphere was tense except for the hilarious moment when my friend Srivatsan(who was also a vegetarian and hated frogs) got up and said to the lecturer, "Sir , this frog has no brains , i can't find anything in its head". The whole class broke into laughter. The lecturer was however bemused and said, " it seems that not only the frog ,but even you dont' have a brain".

I was watching all the action from a corner. All the amusement had stopped and the class got serious again. The lecturer took a look at the time and said " ten minutes more , all of you either finish the dissection or lose your internal marks". These words really added panic . I was so desperate, so i decided to take a risk , i drew the diagram (although it hardly resembled the frog brain) , i took a part of the frogs intestine, carved it into a lookable shape. Silently, i took my paper and the frogs intestine(so called brain) and placed it on the lecturer's desk. I tried to escape only to find the lecturer staring at my masterpiece(the frogs pseudo brain).

Having a very skeptical look at my work , he said ," my dear students, please tell me where to you find the brain of a frog".
My friends replied," in the head of the frog". Then he looked at me and said" i am very suprised to see the frog's intestien, can you explain to me what is happening?"

I was already tense and i muttered" but sir i could not find the brain of the frog". This angered the lecturer so much that he said " It seems that god has created you with your brain placed in your intestine ".

The whole class burst into laughter and i was totally embarassed , this incident is still used by the lecturer to infuse humour among his students . However i remember this incident as one of the craziest things i have done in my life.

Hope never fails

Hope never fails.

I am one of the very few persons in the world who had the fortune to survive some very bad situations. I have made many mistakes, the worst mistake was quitting three companies in six months. IT all began with my first job in a BPO. My first two months were fun as I was in training. When we were sent to the floor(original workplace), my nightmares began.

I was surrounded by people working with headphones and speaking with an alien accent. A place where words like Bas***d and F###er were very commonly repeated by Team leaders and Managers. I felt like a fish out of water, I took my first call on the job, it was a disaster as the lady at the other end hung up, I hoped that it would get better the other day, the other day went fine as I took 23 calls and spent 8 and half hours on the job. However, there was an intense feeling inside me that said I never belonged here.

My worst fears came true, I was never good at taking calls, I often made my clients irate and decided that I was not fit for this job. I quit my first job with great pain and convinced my parents that I took the right decision (which I knew was wrong at that time). I then joined a small company in Kodambakkam, which gave me courage and the will to work with freedom.

I joined the company on October 12 th, it was a company called Harshini Software solutions , I got the designation of Customer Support officer, my salary was meager, but I didn’t mind as I got a lot of friends in that office. I was happy as I found a new job sooner than I hoped.

I got some good friends like Faizal sir, Karthick sir, Sandhya, Murugan sir, Nanda and Shenbagavalli and more. We worked together like a family. I learnt a lot from Karthick and Faizal as they taught me that life had a lot to teach. Faizal sir also told me that I must search for another job, as I must make a career. It sounded bitter, but I knew that truth was always bitter, so I left the job and searched for a new one hoping to find a good career.

My hopes were again fulfilled; I was trained by MAFOI academy. I spent 2 weeks of training on E-learning. I got a lot of friends like Karthick, Nafees, Devi, Aparna, Nancy, Ramesh, John, Aparna, Vaishnavi, Suhani, Sivaranjini. We all had a great time at the academy. Those were one of the best days in my life, I had learnt a lot. We were supposed to be placed at SIFy; unfortunately, only 5 of us were selected and the rest started searching for jobs elsewhere.

I went to a lot of companies and then got selected in a concern called EM*****S. It was a very good concern to work with. But, I felt that I didn’t belong there as I was placed as quality control officer and I had no interest in that field. I pleaded with the HR to transfer me to ID. But , it was of no use. I resigned the job and lied to my dad that they forced me to resign. I knew that i had done a mistake, but it was too late.

I felt a lot of pain in my heart, I had cheated everybody including my parents. I thought I was of no use to my family. Something in my heart told me that I was right. I gathered courage and searched for jobs again. This time, I made sure that I would select the right job and stay. My efforts met with failures for ten days. My dad advised me to go to the temple and pray to god. I went to a famous siva temple in Saidapet. I prayed sincerely, I began my job search with a new found enthusiasm. My efforts again met with failures, I was disgusted and thought of going back to BPO jobs. I prayed to god not to make me work in a BPO again.

I made up my mind to intensify my search and be more selective. I heard from my friend Karthick that there was a vacancy for ID’s in a company at Chetpet. He didn’t give me the address ,but only the name. I went to Chetpet that day and searched for the company , could not find it as nobody could assist me without the address. I could not contact Karthick as he was out of town. I took a bus to Besant Nagar and went to every E-learning company that could offer me a job. I spent the whole day traveling around the city. When I reached home, I prayed to god to help. The Next day, I made up my mind to accept any job even if it was a BPo. I was about to leave for an Interview in a BPO, just then I received a call from an E-learning company. I was thrilled to find that it was the same company that I was searching. So I thanked god and attended the interview at that company (I am working in it today, I am very happy with the working environment).

Once again, I realized that my hopes were materialized solely due to my belief in god and myself. I realized that I was lucky enough to get everything which I always hoped inspite of the fact, that I had taken several wrong decisions.

Heaven on earth

It was the 28th of october 2005, i was on the way to my office . It was raining heavily that day.My parents advised me to take leave as the roads were clogged with water. But, i made up my mind that i would go. I knew that this day would be very different from otherdays.

I started to office by riding the cycle. The skies were dark , they looked so dull that the rain clouds resembled a thunder dragon. I went to the railway station to take the train to Kodambakkam , (actually the train travels to Beach station via Kodambakkam). My mind becames restless as i saw that there were very less people. It struck me that the trains might have been cancelled due to heavy rain.My fears became true when i saw that a tree near the track had fallen on the electric wires. I soon realise that my chances of going to office were very bleak.

I waited in the station for about 25 minutes only to hear the announce ment that all trains were cancelled. Most of the people left, but i stayed back with the hope that some train would definitely come. My hope was realised when a train came at 10:30 it was damn crowded. I boarded the last compartment.

The train left , it went through Pallavaram. I could see the surroundings as i was standing near the Entrance .It was a heavenly sight as everywhere there was water. The train stopped near Tirusulam(the station near the airport). We all watched the Tirusulam mountain in which the rain water was flowing from the top , the scene reminded me of some waterfall, the heavy rain had converted the barren mountain into a heavenly waterfall.

The train went via Pazhavanthangal, St.thomas Mount , and Guindy. All the places had the same scenario ,all the cars and scooters were stuck in the flood. I was shocked to see the St.thomas mount sub way filled with water to the brim and a lorry was submerged , (a very rare sight considering that the subway was 18 feet in height and 25 feet in width).

I watched other people in the train, they were relishing the sight like kids , all of them were office goers, they had started the journey fully knowing that their offices would have declared a holiday. They were all right. Finaslly, the train reached Kodambakam, i got down and rang my officeonly to find that my office had declared a holiday.

I ran back to board the next train to Tambaram(via Chrompet) , this tie the train was empty, All along the way , i saw a lot of greenery covered with a sheet of flood water from the heavy rains. It seemed that the rain god had finally blessed our dry city of chennai with rain. This time, the rain had increased to such a level that the whole city was flooded with water.

As the train went via the busy parts of Mambalam, Saidapet and Guindy and the into the Suburbs like St.Thomas Mount, i could see water , water and more water. Never before in my life had i ever seen so much of water in chennai. Well, to some people that day was hell, but to me , the day was Heaven on earth as it was the only time i had smelt the freshness of the soil , seen trees dancing like violent maidens, the clouds threatening to pour even more like a thunder dragon and the carpet of flood spreading across the ever busy city called Chennai.

A blessing in disguise.

Sometime in life , you feel that god has betrayed you ,but in reality he has given you an experience which you might find handy in tough situations.
I too had some of those experiences. Believe me when you face those tough situations, you seldom think negative and curse yourself, when you come out of the situation and think deep, you think it would rather be a blessing in disguise.

I have faced some situations, but i cant put all of them in words since i am no great writer , but this is one experience i would like to remember.

I have to first speak about my family, we were four in number , me my yonger brother and my parents. My father was running a restaurant which was not doing good business. I used to look after the hotel whenever my father used to rest. We were incurring heavy losses and our debts were mounting. Me and my mother often used to fight with dad to persuade him to close the hotel and go for other options. Poor dad!, all he could do was moan and shout at us, he had very little options , if he had to close the restaurant , he needed to repay the persons who provided provisionary items on credit to us. He never had the amount of money to repay the debts and he could never save money for his kids as well. Our arguments took a heavy toll on him.

Days went on, the business went from bad to worse, so did our grumblings. Dad was also suffering, but this time ,he was suffering from bad health. He had carbuncles all over his body . We persuaded him to see the doctor which he did after a lot of arguments . The end result was that he was diagnosed with diabetes and worse, he had a huge carbuncle in his back which looked life threatening.

I was shattered on hearig this, "first , our business is dull, then my father is sick and he needs to admitted to a hospital then what ", i said to myself. My father was admitted in the royapetah hospital. Where fate took its turn in torturing him. He was placed in the C ward which was known for very poor maintainence . He was made to sleep on the floor as there were not enough beds for all patients. Due to the absence of my dad, i had to run the restaurant all by myself,(my uncle was also with me, he had a major role), the first day went good , but the days that followed it just unwrapped more unpleasant sundries. Chennai was not known for heavy rains. But the days(oct 24-nov11 2003) had some very heavy rains.

Our restaurant business was in shambles the roads were flooded with water. I sat in the cash counter , at that time i must have felt bad,but i felt happy for no reason. I just diverted my mind on the road that was clogged with water. My uncle was enjoying his time talking to people , the businesss had almost frozen as there was not a single person on the road due to heavy rains. I turned my attention at the server's desk. There were a lot of food items still fet to be sold . I smiled at my agony and said to myself"it's all in the game, i will not be disturbed.It was lunch time, i wet to the hospital to meet my dad.The best thing was that apart from the bad business i was enjoying the day seeing people on the road reacting to the rain in thier own peculiar ways.
One person was cursing the rain god , and the other was happy that atleast now it was raining. I realised the moral" One man's food is the other mans poision".This made my mind mature and it released all stress. i spent rest of the days solely on the hope that our misery will come to an end which happened soon.

He was very tired and his back was bleeding as they had operated on the carbuncle. My dad finished his lunch and he turned to me and asked" how is the business". I hesitated to reply , but making my mind happy i said "its going great pa". my dad was taken aback, his face told the story ,he still didn't believe me but he was happy that i had matured enough to understand the situation and not tell him the truth that the businessw was nearly sinking. That lie might have done some good to my fathers morale.

The doctors had first said that my father would have a 50-50 chance of surviving the carbuncle, then i was shocked. My gut feeling said that my father would recover from the illness. However the doctors re-iterated that my father would take atelast 2 years to recover. Dad was very worried as he had no idea on how we will survive until then. I was his only hope. The best thing was that all my long last relatives came to see my father and they also heled our family financially and in other ways.

My dad was dischargged on november 13th 2003, he was physically weak but mentally fresh. He was happy that his short tempered son had managed to run a sick business for 20 long days without losing his temper and also managing to save the sinking morale of his family. I thanked god for saving his life. God made us even more happy , the experience at the hospital made my dad take many a good decision. One was to stop the hotel business and the other was to find a job, which he did . My father recovered from the carbuncle, it took just 2 months to heal, the doctors were suprised to find that their predictions had gone wrng by 80%. They were very happy that my dad had recovered well after having a sugar level of 350 . Today, i still think about my experiences in 2003. I find that it was not a curse but a blessing in disguise. For the follwoing reasons.
1) had my father never got ill, i never would have seen my long last relatives who came together just to help my dad.
2) The amout of respect that my relatives had upon my dad.
3) i also found that i had matured from a short tempered kid to a young man who held his nerve in the toughest of situaions.
4) the best reason is that y dad decided to do away with his sick restaurant business which was eating away our earning and also our much cherished happiness.
5) it taught me that hope and belief in god would help a man cross many diffcult situations.

I know that he reader might not get the hang of the story , but all i want to tell the reader is that when god wants to do some good things he will prepare you by giving tough situations and he reward you. Please hang on while facing tough situations, you never know about the positives it might give.

My worst Procrastination

My worst procrastination:

I have procrastinated so many times in my life , and i have suffered due to it many times. Each time I procrastinated, I made u my mind not to repeat my bad acts again. But, there was one procrastination. Which I would repent heavily, I found out the hard way.

Today, I woke up in the morning (read 7 AM) and finished my normal day duties. Everything was going normal until the phone rang. I saw the caller ID , it was Kittu mama(read Uncle) ,who was calling , I just carelessly passed the phone to my mother. She took the phone and after some seconds her face burst into tears of sadness. I found that her beloved sister (Savithri, my elder aunt) had passed away. I was dumbstruck and the news stuck me like a bolt from the blue. My aunt was just 54, she was very humble, sentimental and caring. My mom sobbed because she could not see her sister again. In my aunt’s hometown, they don’t allow the dead bodies to be kept for more than one day. To make matters worse, Byndore was 23 hours from Chennai and we could not go there in time for the cremation.

My mother cried and cried, that was all she could do. Looking at her, I felt very guilty. It was I, who had made her miss the last chance of seeing her dear sister alive. We had gone to Karnataka in 2004; we were staying at my father’s sister’s house located at Ambalpadi (near Udupi). My mother had planned to leave for Byndore to see my aunt, I did not want to go to Byndore because I thought I would be bored as my sisters (daughters of my Aunt) were married and there was nobody at her house to chat with. My mom had no choice as she could not go alone. I thought that we could see her the next year , but i was wrong.

At that time, we had no idea that It was an opportunity, a chance to see my dear aunt for the very last time. We left for Chennai after staying in Ambalpadi for ten long days. It didn’t strike me to spend atleast one day in Byndore.

God was good with me, he forgave all my procrastinations and even helped me make up for my procrastinations. But now, I cannot make up my procrastination, no matter how hard I try. All I can do is pray to the almighty to make give her soul salvation and just hope that I never do procrastinate again.

My loved one

Every person has a person whom he loves so much. Very often, it would be a girl whom you love.
I met my loved one, when i was in tenth standard, it all happened within the span of a day.

I am no great blogger or poet, but i will narrate my experience in a simple way which you may or may not like.

It was 18th march 2000, i was heading to my hometown after a gap of 6 long years. My mind was filled with shades of joy and excitement. My life was like a genie, whenever i rubbed it, it dished out a whole new experience which i mostly relished. I wondered if that genie would dish out ye another suprise , i just waited. The bus finally reached my home town at 6 in the morning. I stepped down from the bus and walked , i saw that not much had changed in my hometown excet for some new buildings , it was prety much the same. I reached my uncle's house where i was warmly welcomed by all my relatives. Really, i was the happiest man in the worl , when i was just adored by my relatives, i felt like a child who gets happy for small thngs.

It was going great untill i saw her, She was a girl of 14 , she was fair and looked familiar. Upon looking her. My heart missed a beat, well it was definitely not infactuation, because the feeling was in my heart rather than my brain. I spent the rest of the day , trying to get her attention. Finally i got it. All my relatives had gone to the temple, and the only other person left was her(Lucky me) well i slwoly went near her and started a conversation. I wanted to capture her heart, but she was treating me like other persons. We had a pretty long conversation, we shared our experiences. In the end, she has stolen my heart. I wanted to tell her about my feelings , but i could not. She always spoke with me with a twinkle in her eyes. She was leaving with her parents that evening. I felt sad and a corner of my mind said that i loved her. I could not finish the conversation fully , but i did meet her the next year and until this day , i have no idea about the feelings she has about me. But i do know at the bottom at my heart that she has some soft corner which i share and one day i will marry her.

As usual , the genie called life had given me yet another exerience that i have cherished untill now.